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Early Morning, Early Days; Open, taking place at their first day at Cochise
Topic Started: Jul 8 2016, 10:29 AM (511 Views)
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((Rea Adams, Memories from the Past))

The smoke from the exhaust of the Mercedes rose visibly into the cold morning air. Her butler had driven off, leaving her standing alone in the shadow of the school. Not in the metaphorical sense, of course, but in a more literal the-sun-has-only-just-risen sense of things, a long, early morning shadow being cast over her.

Rea checked her digital watch. The display showed up blank. The batteries were dead, because of course they were. She made a mental note to get them replaced as soon as she got home.

Anyway, it didn't matter much, it was easy to tell that the time was somewhere around 7 or 8. Or something, ever since moving to this bizarre country, the simple things were only subtly changed, yet they were hugely different.

The archaic, backwards and arcanely complex imperial system, Winter being at the end of the year, stores having their names changed for whatever reason. Small, simple things, but enough to make her feel like she was on another planet. Not the adventurous feeling of being on another planet, but the feeling of strangeness, of oddity, of being different from everyone else. Kinda like the aliens in that movie she saw recently, District 9 or something.

Another strange thing was that, despite it being the early morning, Rea wasn't on the verge of falling asleep. Probably had something to do with the freezing air of the morning. Cold not being something she was used to, her being Australian and all, and from Queensland to top it all off, she shivered.

Seems like the weather didn't agree with her, much like everything else here. Well, there wasn't much she could do about it right this second. For now, all she could do was walk towards her new school.

Cochise awaited.
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As a loose collection of spare parts and junk putted away along the road, a voice called out from a window. Probably that of a younger sister of the boy who stepped out of it earlier. According to her, the boy apparently had a thing for Rea, though that was probably not the case. She'd never seen him before, so either this guy became smitten incredibly easily, or he was just a victim of his sister's lies.

Guess she better talk to him, you know, get to know a few of the natives, that kind of thing. So she stepped a little closer to him, close enough that they could talk without raising their voices. Now she was this close, she looked down on him, though not metaphorically, as people as affluent as her would be expected to do so. No, she looked down on him in the physical sense in that this boy was minuscule. A good twenty or so centi-
Dammit. Imperial, not metric. This country really was bizarre.

"It's fine," she said. Though maybe she could have a bit of fun with him while he was here. "I'm okay with people being open about their feelings towards others,"
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So this wasn't the shy, anxious, stuttered-response-and-then-run-away type of kid, as he proved with his response. There did seem to be something troubling him though. It was her height, wasn't it? She was taller than almost every boy at her previous school, and without doubt was definitely the tallest girl there. Sure, it intimidated people, but that was the fun part. She did develop a habit of ducking every time she entered a doorway, however.

"Yeah, I just moved here from Australia. I have no idea what they were thinking, but my parents certainly fell in love with this place... somehow," She replied to the boy, now having revealed about himself he had lived in the town for at least a while. "But in terms of scorpions, it's no problem for me, we have lethal toilet spiders back where I'm from."

Obviously, this was a lie, or at least was only true for the most remote of outback towns. She'd never actually seen a Redback Spider before, being an inner city girl, but she was well aware of the stereotype; the apparent view here of Australia as a dangerous, lawless desert country.

Anyway, she should probably get his name, as she suddenly realised she didn't know it yet. Or anything else about him, really. Guess it was a good thing to get to know the people here, that much could come in handy for later.
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"Rea Adams," she bent over slightly to shake his hand. "Good to meet you, Ben." Look at her, making friends with the locals. He certainly wasn't what she expected the people here to be like; he was surprisingly well groomed. He seemed somewhat intelligent, more so than she was expecting, and appeared to be pretty perceptive, picking up on her accent and discerning from it that she was from out of town. Or maybe that part came from the fact he'd not seen her around this place before.

Whatever the case, her preconceptions of the town and its people were shattering before her eyes. Or, you know, this was just the single intelligent person here. In either case, she was talking to someone who was (probably) about as smart as she was.

"Yeah, my schedule and everything's sorted out," she added, straightening her back to her full height, just to mess with Ben. "There usually anyone else here this early?"
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This was hilarious. Here was this guy, doing his best to appear as tall as he could, having his masculinity obliterated by some redheaded freshman. She could barely conceal the smile from that thought. He really was trying, wasn't he? Spine straight, head up, attempting to appear nonplussed by her height. Being almost exactly 6 ft tall tended to have this effect on people. Got her a lot of attention, not always appreciated attention to be sure, but attention nevertheless.

Rea didn't even notice he hadn't told her his last name the first time. She was so used to more formal introductions when meeting people that it had just become habit for her. His response showed he didn't usually get last names out of people. Was she really that detached from normal people? Should she be concerned that she wasn't referring to herself as a normal person?

Well that sudden unintentional philosophical internal discussion could be saved for later, there were people to talk to. Or rather, a person to talk to, but still, the point stands.

"I'm gonna be honest, I have no idea where everything is. This place is so different from the schools we have back where I'm from."
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"It's different in the sense of the buildings being..." She paused, trying to come up with something. "Well, I like this place's rustic look..." Yeah. Well done, super convincingly said there. Great, now he was gonna think she was a stuck-up, overly rich, sheltered princess. I mean, she was, but she didn't want him to see her as that.

"Anyway, my first class is in the science rooms, wherever they are." That ought to do it. Not the slightest hint of sudden subject changing there. Not much she could do about it now, apart from hope he didn't think she was a snob. Come to think of it, that seemed to be a problem she had to deal with on a regular basis, trying in vain to not seem like the entitled rich-kid she really was.

Of all the towns in America, why this one? Why this school? Why couldn't she just go to a ludicrously expensive school like the ones she'd been to in the past? Where everyone else was a snob, and she was a snob, and she could make tons of snob friends and go snobbing together.

Maybe that was the idea. To let her see what normal life was like, to mingle with normal people, in their normal lives.

Talk to them, get to know them.

Well, Ben was a good start anyway.
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She had to admire her dad for choosing to marry a neurosurgeon instead of the more common and obvious choice of a generic supermodel trophy wife. Choosing someone intelligent, with brains, character, and an actual personality instead of an oversized barbie. Rea often wondered how she'd have turned out with one of those for a mother.

Probably a lot like how most likely Ben saw her now. Rustic? Really? Of all the fumbled responses taking the place of "your school looks like someone stole it from colonial times", why did she have to choose "I like this place's rustic look"?

Rea wasn't exactly the most feminine student at her old school. Well, "not the most feminine" didn't really do it justice. Outside of school uniform, she couldn't remember the last time she wore a dress, and was fairly confident she had never worn makeup in her life. She didn't fawn over puppies, didn't faint at the sight of a wall-scorpion (or toilet spider, for that matter) and, despite being in a family that could easily afford twenty, never asked for a pony. That was what standard rich girls did, right? Ask for ponies and do each other's hair and whatnot? Not that she'd know.

Anyway, despite all this, she'd somehow managed to come off as someone who actually cared about such things; something she was actively trying to avoid. Of course, this wall all just assumptions. She didn't actually know how he felt about her. Well, that could be changed. For better or for worse.

"Ben?" Rea asked. "Do I seem detached from society to you?"
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Because of course normal people asked questions like that. What was she expecting him to say? "No Rea, you aren't detached, and I know this because normal people ask if they are all the time!" Welp, guess she could blame that on her somewhat less-than-spectacular social skills. No one really knew how hard it was being excessively rich! They didn't know the pains she endured, having almost no friends back home because she was incredibly condescending and looked down on everyone. It was harder than people realised!

Bloody hell, this was only her first day; how was she meant to survive an entire year of this? How was she meant to survive the entirety of high school here?

Not being so condescending would be a good start. Stopping herself from seeing herself as above everyone, things like that.

"I honestly don't know what the hell I was thinking would happen after asking that question."

Maybe she should just start with this Ben kid.

Yeah. That was a start.
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After Ben's Oscar-winning monologue, silence enveloped the pair. It was just them, standing there by themselves, alone in a deserted school.

The Dwarf and the Giant.

The Soldier and the Healer.

The Boy and the Girl.

After years of sycophancy, pretentiousness and snobbery, surrounded by wealth, and wealthy people, taught that those below them were scum that didn't study well enough at school, or didn't work hard enough, or were just slackers that smoked pot all day and sat around on welfare all day or whatever.

And then here comes this random kid, this guy that she'd never seen before, some bloke who'd got out of an ancient Honda, and had lived here all his life.

His name was Ben fields. He said the most real thing she'd ever heard. Not sycophancy, not pretentiousness. Real. It broke through to her.

Sure, to most other people who hadn't spent their life as virtual royalty, this may not have been the most amazing thing anyone has ever said. Kind of underwhelming, by most standards.

But to Rea, it was powerful. It cut right through everything she had ever learned like a scalpel.

So these were going to be the type of people she'd spend the rest of her school life with. Sure, they may be a bit rough around the edges, but she could get over that.

This place wasn't going to be that bad after all.

She could live with this.


((And so after that overreaction to something that wasn't all that powerful, Rea is continued in International Relations))
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